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sauce walka - i took yo bitch lyrics

[intro]
yeah
oh weeee!
hey !

[hook]
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again
i broke it then i f-cked her
i broke it then i f-cked her
she came to my house for some hunnids
i broke it then i f-cked her
i broke it then i f-cked her
i f-cked on yo b-tch without a condom
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again
i gave her back to you
and she come back again
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again
heyy!

[verse 1]
ok, i took yo b-tch from the bay
but i met her in la
i was tryna shoot a video
she was tryna find out where i stay
tryna find out where i stay
tryna find a get away
all my ex have the same d-mn m.o
hit it blunt [?] everyday
next thing you know got yo b-tch in the club
with me pouring drinks
caught em swimming by the way
and i asked em for the pay
k-mba yah yay
that’s a handful of blue hunnids
now them red bottom shoes coming
you had the b-tch in them new nothings
i got the b-tch and she straight stunting
no f-ck that, i mean splashing
and i still had to [?]
’cause she was getting drunk acting like a f-ggot
i gave her back to you
but she came back again
this time she brought her friend
i took yo b-tch again

[hook]
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again
i broke then i f-cked her
i broke then i f-cked her
she came to my house for some hunnids
i broke then i f-cked her
i broke then i f-cked her
i f-cked on yo b-tch without a condom
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again
i gave her back to you
and she come back again
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again
i took yo b-tch again

[verse 2]
hey !!
i got that b-tch on my arm
i got yo b-tch in my home
i got yo b-tch all alone
i got yo b-tch sitting in my bed
taking pictures wearing my charms
i got yo b-tch pressing that red b-tton every time that you call
i got yo b-tch dressing in a rolex just so that we could be on
i got yo b-tch naked
i got yo b-tch and you mad about it
i took yo b-tch and you sad about it
got me riding shotgun in a audi
let the roof back and recline it
she just p-ssed me the whole [?]
ooh, i know that he well hurt ’cause yo wack -ss can’t [?]
you ain’t never get papers
[?]
but i gave her back to you
and she came back to me
this time she brought a friend
i took yo b-tch again

heyy!

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